I know this steak doesn’t exist. I know that when I put it in my mouth, the Matrix is telling my brain that it is juicy and delicious. After nine years, you know what I realize? [Takes a bite of steak] Ignorance is bliss.
Cypher’s line came to mind on my morning walk. I felt the sunshine warm my face, knowing it was just the energy from fusion reactions in the sun filtered through the Earth’s atmosphere. I looked at the gentle bend of a flower stem, knowing that it was simply the phototropism genetically programmed into the plant. I felt the breeze, knowing it was simply the result of thermal energy changing the density of the air. I could access scientific explanations for nearly everything around me, but knowing them didn’t change the experience or the wonder of a perfect morning.
That same idea is embedded throughout my novel, Foreseen. While a scientific explanation is provided as to how adepts alter the decisions of others, or even collapse quantum wave functions to move objects from one location to another, the wonder – and horror – of what they can do remains the same. In other words, just like Cypher said, in the end, the human experience is just that – experience, not knowledge.